In the blink of an eye, autumn began. Qingpity made a stunning appearance on the seventh day of the third lunar month, and has rarely appeared on the stage since then.
However, the courtesan actually attracted two of the most charming men in Shangjing to fight. There are many legendary stories in the place of romance. The story about how Qing Pity deals with King Fang Junchi of Yu and General Hao Liansheng, a general who won the victory, made her very popular for a while, and it was only slightly calmed down as Hao Liansheng returned to the frontier.
Even so, there are many men who come to Shuyu to spend a lot of money just to see you.The snow-like famous posts were handed to Nongyue Pavilion and were all beaten back as they were.
The most prosperous flower in August is osmanthus. The green broad leaves are dotted with yellow flowers the size of rice grains, clusters, and from a distance, they look like broken gold. When the breeze blows by, the garden is filled with a rich and refreshing fragrance.
Under the osmanthus tree, Ning Wan at the center of the scandal was carrying an exquisite small bamboo basket, picking only the most positive flowers, dancing with her sword and gun, and telling her the rumors she heard as jokes, and she was chattering, which seemed lively and peaceful.
After picking osmanthus, wash and dry.
Ning Wan cooked himself and recalled the recipe for osmanthus sponge cake in the original plot. She repeatedly adjusted the ratio of glutinous rice flour, sticky rice flour and sugar. After steaming four pots, the last sponge cake tasted, and finally had a soft, sweet, fragrant and glutinous texture.
Sprinkle the osmanthus flowers on the sponge cake while it is hot, then carefully cut it into petal shapes, and place it in a delicate porcelain plate. It is so crystal clear and cute.Even if I had tried it with a knife and gun, I could have tried it until I could see it, and my index fingers were shaking.
It smells so beautiful, so beautiful, the prince is such a blessing.After spending more than half a year with Ning Wan, the simple and smart dance sword had long been subdued by her master. She thought she was beautiful and kind, and it was her own convincing to follow her. Therefore, Ning Wan cooked herself, and handled it from selecting materials to even powder to cutting plates in the steamer. In her opinion, this was the blessing that the prince had cultivated.
Getting a gun requires precocious maturity. I don’t see much love stories in this fun scene, and I know a lot. Seeing that my master refused his disciples, I saw the romantic and famous prince, and I was a little worried: Miss, today’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Emperor You held a banquet in Guanghan Hall to entertain important officials in the court. Will Prince Yu come to our Yue Pavilion?
Ning Wan knew that they were sincere to him and smiled comfortably: Of course, it will.
Because today is the death day of his mother.
His mother was originally from Jiangnan, gentle and intelligent, with the elegance and arrogance that is rare in the harem women, and she can make soft osmanthus cakes.
Ning Wan originally thought that she had made this osmanthus cake with her own intention to impress Fang Junchi, but now she found herself with a touch of strange tenderness.
Think about the Mid-Autumn Festival, the royal banquet with wine and drinking, and the monarch and ministers enjoying each other during the singing and dancing of peace. It can be regarded as a celebration of the whole country. Who would remember the favorite concubine in the harem who died after accidentally drinking a cup of poisonous wine many years ago?
In the evening, Fang Junchi's footsteps were empty. When he stopped and suddenly found that he had arrived at Nongyue Pavilion, he was shocked.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but when I saw a small lantern hanging at the door, flickering hazy in the darkness, there was a kind of warmth that he could not refuse.
In Guanghan Palace, he played enough brothers and brothers and loyalty, and he played enough kings and ministers. He was good at dancing and picked up his arms, but his chest was empty at this moment. He took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the Nongyue Pavilion.
However, the courtesan actually attracted two of the most charming men in Shangjing to fight. There are many legendary stories in the place of romance. The story about how Qing Pity deals with King Fang Junchi of Yu and General Hao Liansheng, a general who won the victory, made her very popular for a while, and it was only slightly calmed down as Hao Liansheng returned to the frontier.
Even so, there are many men who come to Shuyu to spend a lot of money just to see you.The snow-like famous posts were handed to Nongyue Pavilion and were all beaten back as they were.
The most prosperous flower in August is osmanthus. The green broad leaves are dotted with yellow flowers the size of rice grains, clusters, and from a distance, they look like broken gold. When the breeze blows by, the garden is filled with a rich and refreshing fragrance.
Under the osmanthus tree, Ning Wan at the center of the scandal was carrying an exquisite small bamboo basket, picking only the most positive flowers, dancing with her sword and gun, and telling her the rumors she heard as jokes, and she was chattering, which seemed lively and peaceful.
After picking osmanthus, wash and dry.
Ning Wan cooked himself and recalled the recipe for osmanthus sponge cake in the original plot. She repeatedly adjusted the ratio of glutinous rice flour, sticky rice flour and sugar. After steaming four pots, the last sponge cake tasted, and finally had a soft, sweet, fragrant and glutinous texture.
Sprinkle the osmanthus flowers on the sponge cake while it is hot, then carefully cut it into petal shapes, and place it in a delicate porcelain plate. It is so crystal clear and cute.Even if I had tried it with a knife and gun, I could have tried it until I could see it, and my index fingers were shaking.
It smells so beautiful, so beautiful, the prince is such a blessing.After spending more than half a year with Ning Wan, the simple and smart dance sword had long been subdued by her master. She thought she was beautiful and kind, and it was her own convincing to follow her. Therefore, Ning Wan cooked herself, and handled it from selecting materials to even powder to cutting plates in the steamer. In her opinion, this was the blessing that the prince had cultivated.
Getting a gun requires precocious maturity. I don’t see much love stories in this fun scene, and I know a lot. Seeing that my master refused his disciples, I saw the romantic and famous prince, and I was a little worried: Miss, today’s Mid-Autumn Festival, Emperor You held a banquet in Guanghan Hall to entertain important officials in the court. Will Prince Yu come to our Yue Pavilion?
Ning Wan knew that they were sincere to him and smiled comfortably: Of course, it will.
Because today is the death day of his mother.
His mother was originally from Jiangnan, gentle and intelligent, with the elegance and arrogance that is rare in the harem women, and she can make soft osmanthus cakes.
Ning Wan originally thought that she had made this osmanthus cake with her own intention to impress Fang Junchi, but now she found herself with a touch of strange tenderness.
Think about the Mid-Autumn Festival, the royal banquet with wine and drinking, and the monarch and ministers enjoying each other during the singing and dancing of peace. It can be regarded as a celebration of the whole country. Who would remember the favorite concubine in the harem who died after accidentally drinking a cup of poisonous wine many years ago?
In the evening, Fang Junchi's footsteps were empty. When he stopped and suddenly found that he had arrived at Nongyue Pavilion, he was shocked.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but when I saw a small lantern hanging at the door, flickering hazy in the darkness, there was a kind of warmth that he could not refuse.
In Guanghan Palace, he played enough brothers and brothers and loyalty, and he played enough kings and ministers. He was good at dancing and picked up his arms, but his chest was empty at this moment. He took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the Nongyue Pavilion.
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